Ladies Afternoon Tea Room

[dem]

You'll get told off!!!

[Dr Strange]

I hope so.

[helrunar]

Dr Strange, that song is both hilarious and terribly sad. "Goodnight, sweet Princess."

H.

[𝘗rincess 𝘵uvstarr]

Aug 3, 2021 10:18:14 GMT Dr Strange said:

I hope so.

I put my golem at the door to keep out men. Men are terrible.

[𝘗rincess 𝘵uvstarr]

I found this pudding which seems perfect for Swampirella.

Sussex Pond Pudding.



en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sussex_pond_pudding

The entry mentions one of the two Fat Ladies, Clarissa, saying it "takes considerable flair to make."

It doesn't look, or sound, appetising.

[Swampirella]

Aug 3, 2021 12:34:41 GMT 𝘗rincess 𝘵uvstarr said:

I found this pudding which seems perfect for Swampirella.

Sussex Pond Pudding.



en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sussex_pond_pudding

The entry mentions one of the two Fat Ladies, Clarissa, saying it "takes considerable flair to make."

It doesn't look, or sound, appetising.




Thanks, that'll cure my sweet tooth.

[Swampirella]

I came across this the other day & thought it might come in handy if some men drop by (ie. barge in) the tea room. What do you think, should I order copies in case somebody wants to try his luck?

There's also this one, but I don't think any of us ladies would be happy to be called "my moose":

I don't know why I'm even including this, all it deserves is a sharp slap in the face:

[helrunar]

Scarlet, those are fabulous. Would love to see more, if you find them. 

I think it's supposed to be "May I see you home, my dear?" rather than "my moose," though the latter is certainly an amusing conceit. The artist may have been experiencing some gender confusion (or possibly even a streak of homosexualist desire, horrors).

H.

[Swampirella]

Aug 8, 2021 15:35:16 GMT helrunar said:

Scarlet, those are fabulous. Would love to see more, if you find them. 

I think it's supposed to be "May I see you home, my dear?" rather than "my moose,"

I know It took me a few seconds to figure that out....

[Swan]

I'll give it a go.


I will slip this under the door.

[𝘗rincess 𝘵uvstarr]

These are fun.

[ripper]

Aug 3, 2021 12:34:41 GMT 𝘗rincess 𝘵uvstarr said:

I found this pudding which seems perfect for Swampirella.

Sussex Pond Pudding.



en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sussex_pond_pudding

The entry mentions one of the two Fat Ladies, Clarissa, saying it "takes considerable flair to make."

It doesn't look, or sound, appetising.

I was in junior and secondary school in the 70s and for most of that time had school dinners. As you might imagine, dinners were filling but a bit stodgy. Chips, fish fingers and beans were a staple, as was the ubiquitous sponge and custard for pudding. My favourite, however, and we could have had this every day and I wouldn't have complained, was chocolate shortbread with green mint-flavoured custard. I'm sure it was crammed full of sugar and would give Jamie Oliver the vapours, but, boy, did it taste good! I haven't had that for well over 40 years, but even now can recall my delight when it was on the menu. Well, I say menu, the choice was that you ate what was put before you or you didn't eat it. No concessions to vegetarians, vegans or what have you back then, or at least not at the schools I went to. Oh, and if anyone is interested, when I started secondary school in September 1973, the cost of a school dinner was 12p per day for dinner and pud.

[helrunar]

Ripper, the diet you describe sounds indescribably horrific, though I have to confess to being a big fan of chocolate shortbread.

We had similar fare in the school cafeteria in elementary, middle and high school (I don't know how that matches up with the "form" system in the UK). The food for the most part was really horrible. I remember being ridiculously grateful for the occasional day when we'd get a square of cheese "pizza," which was probably served with some green beans and sweet corn, or similar.

I feel compelled to share a memory from long ago and far away. As a child and to this day, I had and have a strong aversion to a popular US food called coleslaw (according to the interwebs, the word coleslaw comes from the Dutch koosla, meaning "cabbage salad"). I think it was the mayonnaise which I couldn't stick at all--until a few years ago when I learned what real mayonnaise actually involves, and tastes like (and it's a delightful food that most definitely requires some flair to bring off--the Two Fat Ladies episode on that was excellent, and of course, Jennifer showed us how to make it properly). One day, a bossy, possibly terminally constipated 2nd grade teacher named Mrs Patrone, whose stock in trade was terrorizing small children, was making a pass through the cafeteria and spotted the fact that my coleslaw had remained untouched (they served it in these ugly little paper receptacles). No doubt she said something to me along the lines of "Child! You will not waste that food! There's a starving boy in Biafra who would be very glad to have that! Eat it! Eat it NOW!" In that awful era, I could easily be intimidated into obedience, so I attempted to spoon a bit of the goopy liquid into my mouth and down my unwilling gullet. I immediately began to retch and gag and some of the effluvium dribbled out of my gaping mouth back onto the plate. I think that actually put paid even to Mrs P's domineering stance, and she fled. I have NEVER forgotten that childhood torture/humiliation.

Life in a US grade school in the 1960s wasn't for the faint of heart. Or stomach.

cheers, H.

[Jojo Lapin X]

I love 'slaw. There are many other American foods that I find questionable, however. Like root beer. Once, many years ago, I took a young Italian lady, fresh off the boat from Naples, to a Roy Rogers restaurant, as we were desperate for food of any kind and it happened to be right there. When asked what she wanted to drink, she said "Beer," not understanding that this was a family-friendly establishment that did not serve alcohol. The cashier interpreted this in the only way that made sense to him. Her reaction when she took the first sip was priceless.

[Swampirella]

Aug 10, 2021 17:33:15 GMT helrunar said:

Ripper, the diet you describe sounds indescribably horrific, though I have to confess to being a big fan of chocolate shortbread.

We had similar fare in the school cafeteria in elementary, middle and high school (I don't know how that matches up with the "form" system in the UK). The food for the most part was really horrible. I remember being ridiculously grateful for the occasional day when we'd get a square of cheese "pizza," which was probably served with some green beans and sweet corn, or similar.

I feel compelled to share a memory from long ago and far away. As a child and to this day, I had and have a strong aversion to a popular US food called coleslaw (according to the interwebs, the word coleslaw comes from the Dutch koosla, meaning "cabbage salad"). I think it was the mayonnaise which I couldn't stick at all--until a few years ago when I learned what real mayonnaise actually involves, and tastes like (and it's a delightful food that most definitely requires some flair to bring off--the Two Fat Ladies episode on that was excellent, and of course, Jennifer showed us how to make it properly). One day, a bossy, possibly terminally constipated 2nd grade teacher named Mrs Patrone, whose stock in trade was terrorizing small children, was making a pass through the cafeteria and spotted the fact that my coleslaw had remained untouched (they served it in these ugly little paper receptacles). No doubt she said something to me along the lines of "Child! You will not waste that food! There's a starving boy in Biafra who would be very glad to have that! Eat it! Eat it NOW!" In that awful era, I could easily be intimidated into obedience, so I attempted to spoon a bit of the goopy liquid into my mouth and down my unwilling gullet. I immediately began to retch and gag and some of the effluvium dribbled out of my gaping mouth back onto the plate. I think that actually put paid even to Mrs P's domineering stance, and she fled. I have NEVER forgotten that childhood torture/humiliation.

Life in a US grade school in the 1960s wasn't for the faint of heart. Or stomach.

cheers, H.

I’m sorry you had to go through that, Steve. I guess I was lucky to have decent teachers & no cafeteria so had to bring sandwiches in high school, after the luxury of going home for lunch during elementary school.